Thy venerable vulnerable heart

The knife that plunges deepest into the heart causes the most pain and damage, but also lets the most light shine in and lets the most darkness seep out.
This state of agony, where thoughts flow freely in and out, this, dear reader, is called vulnerability.
And in vulnerability, those jewels of the spirit - our convictions - are exposed to those that might snatch them away, and to those that might purify them.
But just as one who has been stabbed rushes to cover their wound, the natural inclination of all men is to conceal their vulnerability.
After all, hearts may bleed blood, but souls bleed a more valuable ichor - hope - and to lose one’s hope is certainly a terrifying thing!
But fret not dear reader, do not fear this state of vulnerability! For while a few specs of blood won’t avail a dying heart as it bleeds out, so long as a mere drop of hope remains to wet the soul, it may still beat on.